Chapter 860

The sky is shining with white light, but it does not bring warmth to people's hearts. It is not the light of the sun, but the light born by the power of the extraordinary, that is, the strange power.

No matter how bright the appearance of ability looks, the essence driving it is the source of strangeness.

Irina stood over the capital of Wang, wearing a white dress, and the white jewels dotted in front of her eyebrows covered her slightly wrinkled eyebrows.

In the morning support church, there is no way to recover a person who has gone crazy. A person who is crazy is crazy, and a person who collapses is a person who collapses. The only thing that is likely to return to normal is himself.

If they can carry the whispers of ancient gods, they can naturally become the so-called transcendents.

Now the night is coming, all the order is collapsing, and the king is still stable under the maintenance of many night watchmen, but she can't imagine how bad the world is now.

On the street, people come and go, sober people rush to go home, crazy people don't know where to go, they fight, they kill, they cry, they cry, and they don't know how to immerse themselves in a terrible spiritual hell..

A six or seven year old girl lost her shoes in the street and seemed to be separated from her parents. She was wearing a silk pink skirt and holding a relaxed bear not much smaller than her in her arms.

She was so scared that her shoulders trembled, but she didn't dare to cry, because the people around her were terrible and the voice in her ears was terrible. She just saw someone make an obvious movement and was torn up by a crazy person.

She walked timidly on the street barefoot, looking at the crazy world.

The white radiance of the sky is no longer necessary, because the city has a new light, which is a raging fire.

The little girl stumbled. In the cry, the white and tender feet guessed the broken glass on the ground, and her tears ran out, holding the relaxed bear doll tightly.

Those crazy people around looked at the screaming little girls. Some of them seemed to see some terrible monsters and ran away from each other, while others seemed to see their most hated enemies and rushed up to cut each other.

Some of the people who looked at the little girl fled in panic, while others approached it with ferocious expressions.

The little girl hugged the relaxed bear tightly and retreated to the corner. Her reason was still alive. She was very afraid to see the well-dressed adults approaching her with a ferocious look in the past.

"Solo, solo, help me."

The little girl's voice was crying. She couldn't find her parents, or she was abandoned by her parents after they went crazy. There was only solo around her.

Solo is her little bear. She goes to the play with her parents. There is a hero named solo in the play. She hopes to have a hero.

The hero used to be his father. When his father is gone, she has only Solo.

The population of the royal capital is the densest in the Sistine empire. More than 30 million people gather in this big city. Even there are the largest number of night watchmen here, and there are Saint Irina and the director of the inquisition, but they can't take into account every place.

Some people who are crazy by the low voice in the night are not really trapped in irreversible madness. As long as the night is dispersed and the whisper is eliminated, they can still return to normal.

At this time, they are just influenced by the will of the ancient god. The five senses have hallucinations, which are different in the world they see.

"Solo, Solo -"

The little girl held the relaxed bear tightly, tears dripping on the fluff, longing for a miracle.

Suddenly, when those people approached her, the relaxed bear in her arms really moved, and the footsteps of those who came here stopped, as if they were afraid of something.

The little girl looked at solo happily. "Solo, solo, you are true!"

Her puppet, her hero came to save her.

"Suo..."

But after her next call, she saw the head of the relaxed bear suddenly turning one hundred and eighty degrees, and swallowing the cloth on the neck into a fried dough twist, a pair of dark glass eyes, looking at her with a straight eye, like a ghost of a soul.

Tear and pull——

With the sound of flannelette tearing, the relaxed bear's mouth was just sewn out with black thread. It opened the crack and spit out white cotton, like a grin and a strange feeling.

"Ah --"

With a scream, the little girl instinctively felt dangerous and threw the easy bear out.

As a result, solo rolled on the ground for a few circles, but skillfully got up and looked around with open teeth and claws. The brilliance in the glass eyes was very aggressive.

It crawls on the ground, and its strange smell is increasing. It is a twisted and strange born under the will of ancient gods, people's negative feelings and some strong expectations, and its first goal is always the "master" associated with it

Just as it was about to take off and jump on the girl, a black boot stepped down from above.

Crack——

It flattened out.

The black boot rolled around on the ground. The master stepped again, walked towards the little girl and held out his hand, "are you okay?"

When the little girl looked up, she was not afraid. She felt that this was what "solo" should look like and a hero in her life.

What a handsome big brother he is, more handsome than the male protagonists in all the operas she has seen.

In her fear, she wanted to jump into the arms of the hero, but before she took action, she was surrounded by a pair of soft arms around her waist and picked it up. At the same time, she felt a little flat softness behind her head.

"Little sister, my sister will take you home."

Xia Mi picked up the little girl and said with a smile.

Chu Zihang looked at the flames rising in the city, "this is just the beginning."

The long night came, but people still haven't seen the old God representing darkness. He seems to hide in the night and observe all sentient beings. It seems that he hasn't come at all. This is only the prelude to his awakening.

The world is in chaos, and negative emotions such as despair, madness and fear are constantly breeding. Monsters are reborn in the will of the ancient gods. People on the night watch can no longer maintain order and have to deal with the massacre of humans by monsters.

At this moment, Elena sat in charge of the central government. Although the light of her ability did not dispel the strange ability, the existence of light always dispelled the fear of some people.

Ji Wuxie took out two mysterious items in the showroom of ChenYong church headquarters and went straight to the palace. He was responsible for the internal security of the palace.

Peter once told him that if one day the world fell into turmoil and the old God came, at the end of the era, priority must be given to ensuring the survival of the king of the Sistine empire.

Ji Wujiu asked why, but Peter just smiled and said they wouldn't be so unlucky. When the era ended, they should have retired long ago.

Now Ji Wuxie feels that if Peter really dies, he will want to dig the other party out of the grave. The crow doesn't say anything, and he still speaks half!

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The soul is buried in the earth. Shortly after Lu Chen left, the free souls in this world continue to gather.

They are torn apart, mixed, absorbed and integrated into the nameless creature.

The creature stretched out his body and looked through the void with one eye. The power of God surged in the space and intoxicated him.

The scarlet one eye kept turning, glancing to the left and right, as if there were two kinds of will controlling it.

But after a little time, the one eye gradually calmed down, and the nameless creature spoke again and spoke human language.

"Ancient god... Is that so..."

His one eye kept turning, but it became more and more dexterous. On his nameless body, his arms began to move, as if he were adapting to his body.

"It's really boring. I should have known that God is boring..."

He talked to himself, began to walk in the burial ground of his soul, and gradually took off to the exit to the place abandoned by God.

"Fortunately, the world is not boring. There are so many wonderful plays to be staged, and so interesting people will be hunted by me..."

On that indescribable body, a pair of hands open, like undulating invisible lines, like an artist playing the piano.

When he passed through the exit of the soul burial ground, the world played passionate music, and fear spread from the depths of the earth.

Each line connects the souls of people born on this land. With the fluctuation of strings, the murmur of unknown meaning is transmitted to people's minds.

The nameless body moves forward like a fluid in the process from the center of the earth to the upper layer of the continent. It switches between him and reality. God's will rolls up against the wind and locks a man who is about to reach the ground.

He gave Lu Chen a chance. Not only last time, but also this time, the other party didn't grasp it, because he was still at a critical moment not long ago, but Lu Chen didn't find his hiding place.

So now the positions of hunter and prey are exchanged, and it's his turn to pursue the Ultimate Hunter in space.

He is now haquist, a violator and a soul sender. As for his original name, he has long forgotten.

Six months ago, he was killed by Lu Chen like a clown, but he also got clues about harquist. Through the soul parasitic mode of harquist's family members, he recursively went up and finally came to the soul burial ground.

In the burial ground of his soul, his spirit was scattered, and the strange and soul bodies were increasing. It was only a silent and imperceptible process, and finally completed the ultimate evolution in front of the old God who lost one eye.

He parasitized an old God and took the dominance of the will today!

He knew that Lu Chen had killed the old God, Cleopas, who represented madness, but he also knew what method Lu Chen practiced.

It's easy to infer. Lu Chen triggered the divine prohibition to complete this miracle. Although his combat power is not comparable with that six months ago, the divine prohibition can't be triggered if he wants to.

In this case, he has obvious advantages and should be wiped out before Lu Chen continues to grow.

After all, he has reached the upper limit of the world, and Lu Chen, as a practitioner of traditional Kung Fu, gives him time and has greater potential.

And in the process of the last war, the soul sender has already had experience and knows that he must not fight with Lu Chen in the same attribute state. There is a gap in the combat skills of both sides, and Lu Chen always has to be better than his opponent in the same attribute state.

Even if he now occupies the body of the ancient god, it is equivalent to having the boss template. This pioneer is a real monster. You know, the other party has only five levels!

The first time he saw the pioneer, he recognized the absurdity of the pioneer, and some fear rose in his heart.

In the past, he didn't know how many adjudicators he had killed. He felt that adjudicators were weak insects. He heard that pioneers were terrible, but he thought that pioneers at the same level should be like that.

It was not until this time that I met this man named Lu Chen in the place of God's abandonment that I knew that I was naive. If this was a seventh order pioneer, I was afraid that I would be killed by the other party in the first confrontation.

But at this time, after parasitizing into the body of the old God, he integrates his own ability, which is stronger than originally, and his strength will gradually rise in the process of continuous synchronization.

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Sistine Empire, Wangdu, ChenYong church headquarters.

Most of the night watchmen were sent out to maintain the internal order of the royal capital, or to other provincial capitals to deal with the strange people who began to wake up due to the fall of night.

At this moment, people's negative emotions grow slowly and take root in the world.

As people came and went inside the church, sister hilphy's high-heeled shoes rattled. Finally, she felt inconvenient to move, and directly threw the pair of shoes she usually liked aside.

She recorded the situation of each district and reported to her superiors. She also arranged the distribution of night watchmen. Although she was only responsible for some people, she was still under great pressure.

The Cardinals within the church have been dispatched to the main provincial capitals of the Sistine Empire to kill the strange and stable people who began to make trouble.

No matter when people are realistic, in the case of limited ability, there will always be people who will be saved first, and there will always be people who will give up by default.

Many explorers in Wangdu also gathered in the church. Most of them were rowing and didn't want to take risks in the dark.

Many people have completed all the main tasks, but have been deprived of the right of independent return. Their only goal now is to wait for the passage of time, because there is a limit on the residence time after completing all the main tasks.

When the time limit arrives, the seeker will be forcibly transmitted.

Usually, explorers reject this very much, because if they don't want to go after completing the main task, it means that there are still oil and water in the world, but this time it's different. They really can't go, and they look forward to their return with tears.

In the cemetery behind ChenYong church, there are devout believers who resist the uncomfortable and inexplicable whisper and pray for the martyrs killed here. Among them, the figure in front of the inscription of the blade of the empire is the most, and many of them are explorers.

"Big brother Lu, can you go back!"

Kaka was at the forefront, so he almost knelt in front of the inscription and shouted.